The Girl On The Street (complete)

Chapter 15

Chapter 15- Escape a little

Zayn's POV.

I heard the news when I got to the studio. Harry seemed upset while Niall was just a bunch of nerves. The two boys were so worried they could barely even think straight. I shook my head as I thought that I could do nothing about the boys.

"What if we bring Ziara here?" I asked Liam quietly as I stood next to him. He shook his head and looked at the two boys.

"She'll only distract them, and we need them focused." I thought for a second before agreeing with his statement. Louis came up to us, and sighed as he watched them.

"Alright everyone, everything sounds good. So, let's take 5." The producer said as he walked out. We nodded and I headed toward the door. Maybe a little break would do them good.

"Who wants a football match?" I suggested as I grabbed the ball that was near the couch. The guys nodded and we headed out to the park that was just a block down.

"Give us a call when you want us back!" Liam shouted as he closed the door. I heard a distant 'We will' before tossing the ball around. The park was soon in view as we walked around the block. 'This wasn't to bad of an idea, Zayn' I thought to myself. I tossed the ball and the make-shift match began. It was Niall and I verses Louis and Harry. Liam was on the sidelines cheering both teams on.

The match didn't really last long before we took a mini break. Harry had already hurt himself by stretching his fingers backwards when the ball came towards him. He let the ball slip, making his fingers bend in the process, and making us score a goal. We headed back onto the field and started the second half of the mini-match.

"GOAAAAL!!!" I cheered as we scored another goal again. Harry just rolled his eyes but Lou came charging toward Niall. The Doncaster boy, passed the Irish lad and scored into our goal. I huffed, before tossing the ball to Niall. He went down the field and tried to score again.

"Guys we need to head back!" Liam shouted as he got off the phone. We protested, trying to get another few minutes in. Liam shook his head while trying to hold in his laughter. I grabbed the ball from Harry as he had let it slip.

"Let's go, before the producer gets mad at us again." I said as I remember the look on the producers face the last time we were late. I saw the guys shiver as they recalled his face as well. I chuckled and we headed down the street.

"So, we won!" Louis stated as we kept on walking.

"No, we did! We scored 2 more goals then you did!" Niall pointed out.

"Did not."

"Did too."

"Did not!"

"Yes, we did!" The two of them bickered back and forth. I sighed as we walked in the doorway when Niall stopped and turned toward Liam.

"Let's ask Liam. Who won?" Niall asked. Louis nodded and then turned toward the Wolverhampton Boy. Liam started to stutter before thinking for a minute back to the match that I know for certain he payed absolutely no attention too.

"Umm. I don't know... I wasn't watching..." Liam said sheepishly. The two fighting boys looked at him with a gaped mouth before Liam moved out of there. I started to laugh as I continued to look at their faces.

Louis POV.

"How about we call it a tie?" Harry said as he moved past us. I looked toward Niall and stared at him. The lad shrugged and nodded.

"Sure." He said as he came to the conclusion. I shrugged, seeing as though no-one (Not even my own teammate) would back me up on this. I mean, I was already sure Zayn wasn't going to go through this, but the again, he never really did. We headed back inside. I caught up to Zayn just as Liam spoke.